Dear Ms.Crazy pants,
I did not myself have so much friends. I am not really an outgoing person. Some people say I don't know to smile and I look like a robot all the time but I don't care about them. Hell, I make thousands of dollars per hour. I don't care about anyone. Okay, now you probably think I 'm a cocky bastard who has lots of money. Well, To answer that it's not entirely true. I can be nice, Well.. Nice-ish I guess. So yeah, consider me your friend.
Love,
Still your crush (I hope)
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Dear, Mr.Crush
Short StoryWe all have crushes in our life. Eleanor Stevenson is someone normal who had and uptight life with rules and regulations. She never had the chance to follow her heart. She worked hard and became a doctor just like her parents wanted her to be. Event...
